On The Road To The Stanley Cup
I pray they win. But then I think God will think I'm wasting his time. So I go to the crossroads and offer my soul, only to find that mine is not the particular model Beelzy had in mind...whatever that meant. So I crewed up with some Jehovah's with the intent of getting them to get their God guy to get the Flames to win but then I was informed that the Flames didn't need any outside intervention after all, that they had heart enough for accomplishing their mission. With the Leafs falling from the trees, the Flames are the national hope. So help me God-Allah-Jehovah-Buddha-SunGod-MoonGod-FireGod-EarthGod.